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From K.A. Berg and T.E. Black comes a story of the forbidden desire—a story so delicious you'll need more than One Taste.

I live the good life. I'm wealthy, the CEO of the advertising firm my father built from the ground up. I've been deemed a god in the sheets by the female population of New York City and have the equipment to match. Life is great.

Until my social life messes with my professional life. I've become a frequent flyer on the gossip pages. A detriment to business. Just as my perfect life is starting to crash down around me, I meet her.

Kimberly is a stay at home mom to four beautiful, crazy children by day and a steaming hot novelist by night. She is a Jersey girl at heart and that's where she currently calls home with her amazing husband and children.

Her debut release Inhibitions and the subsequent Uninhibited Series as well as the spin-off Apprehensive Duet both show her love of all things football. But not to worry, she'll still bring you plenty of steam!

When not writing she can be found curled up with a good book or watching her beloved New York Jets. Lover all things romance, including a little M/M action as well as the dark and twisted. She enjoys video chats with her best friends and always loves to hear from her fans on social media.

New Adult and Contemporary Romance author, T.E. Black, also known as Tiffany, is never without a book in her hand. Whether she's reading the newest release from a fellow author, or proofreading one of her own drafts, she's always keeping busy. Tiffany writes about imperfect heroes and strong-willed heroines. While, her heroines are known for going to head to head with the men in her stories, the heroes she writes always have that special touch of alpha. When she's not immersed in the literary world, Tiffany makes use of her time by being a full-time graphic designer for a company she owns and operates, creating book covers, teasers, banners, and swag for other authors and herself. She began writing when stories she had read sparked an idea. She plotted her story, wrote three chapters, then scraped it where she let it sit in her computer for months. Instead of focusing on the potential of the story she had begun, she couldn't help but feel as if she would never be able to publish a book as good as the ones she had read. Months later, she obtained the courage to go back to her laptop and open up the dreaded first draft she had written. With a clear head and determination, she worked for hours on perfecting the three chapters she had written. When she sat back in her seat, looking over her six thousand words, it clicked. The story fell into place. The characters spoke to her. The plot lines began to pour from her fingertips, landing on her keyboard. And then it finally happened. She had written a novel. Love it, like it, or hate it, Tiffany loves hearing from her fans! Feel free to connect with her!

My whole life, there had only been one rule. Don’t go to Chicago. It always made me feel like a damsel in distress, trapped in a tower. But my life was filled with kings and queens and the most noble knights and I didn’t need another fairytale.

I needed a bad boy.

Brye McCowan was just that. He was smooth, and seductive. Dark, dangerous and downright drool worthy too. I saw trouble swirling around him in place of a shadow. He was my one rule personified.

And I couldn't stop myself from kissing him.

Which was right about the time that whole fairytale thing kicked back in. Only this time I wasn’t surrounded by heroes. These were the villains, wicked and vengeful. And Brye was one of them. When all was said and done, when all the blood was spilled, the only thing more tormenting than the dungeon he threw me in was knowing it was my family’s twisted secrets that put me there.

Ace Gray is a self-proclaimed troublemaker and connoisseur of both the good life and fairy tales. After a life-long love affair with books, she undertook writing the novel she wanted to read, which culminated in her first release STRICTLY BUSINESS and followed with, well, quite a few more. When she’s not writing, she works in craft beer. Originally a small town, Colorado girl, she now loves rainy days, shellac manicures, coffee shops and bourbon—all of which are bountiful in her adopted home of Portland, OR where she runs amok with her chef husband and husky pup.

Stella Stone is a pen name for an established romance author who wants to write Simply. Sexy. Stories.

She is a mother of two boys, and wife to a bearded hubby, residing in a rural Texas town. During the day she writes sexy stories while her children are at school. In the afternoon, she is chauffeur, Taekwondo observer, loud baseball, basketball and cheering swim mom.

Please enjoy her Simply. Sexy. Stories and the Alpha men she enjoys creating.

C.L. Matthews resides in Utah, the state with the best snow on earth. She is not a fan of the snow but loves her state just the same. She is known for her swag business and creative pieces. C.L. Matthews is a swag maker, reader, and a fairly new author, it isn't an easy task but she wants to succeed in many things. Her hobbies consist of crafting, drinking coffee until she can't consume any more, and reading until she falls asleep with books in her lap. C.L. Matthews is married to her childhood best friend, she got her happily ever after.

A blindfold. Four men intent on only her pleasure. Knowing she’s being watched. It’s her ultimate erotic fantasy—and it’s really happening.

Brighton Wakeford has played by the rules her entire life. From her country-club upbringing to her job as a paralegal, she’s the image of propriety and class. And she’s tired of it.

An invitation to the Boardroom is Brighton’s chance to transform. Here she’s Brie—free to explore her wildest cravings, her most scandalous desires.

As the lawyer for the exclusive Boardroom club, Ryan Burns knows confidentiality is vital. As a member, he gets off on the controlled ecstasy, the exhilarating balance of trust and power. So when he recognizes a beautiful, blindfolded and very willing new participant as a coworker, he knows he should back off. Brighton Wakeford is business. The Boardroom is about pleasure.

Jacob popped his head in the doorway. “I’m getting her now.” He glanced around. “Any questions?”

Three silent head shakes were his answer.

“Good.” He turned away before he quickly spun back. “It’s her birthday present. Let’s make it good for her.” He winked, a devious smile appearing before he left.

Ryan crossed his arms, inhaled. He closed his eyes and focused inward. The slow beat of his pulse came through to provide the consistency he sought. Another inhale and he released the residual irritation that lingered.

The low hum of the air conditioner filtered into his awareness. In some ways, it amplified the silence, but he found solace in it. Gone was the stress of the day. Dismissed were the troubles that waited for him at his desk. Nothing mattered but this moment.

Which was all he had to give.

A soft gasp from the hallway yanked his eyes open. Everything froze as he waited for the woman to step through the door. Anticipation buzzed on a low note to tighten his chest and entice his dick. Four on one was always an interesting tango between observing and participating.

He’d be content to watch tonight, if the scene played out that way, let the erotic show be a teaser until he got home and relieved the tension with his own hand. Controlling the build was just another part of the game.

Jacob appeared first, his focus on the leggy brunette slightly behind him. He ushered her through the doorway, a hand on her back to guide her. A black blindfold covered her eyes and most of her upper face, which only highlighted the dark red stain of her lipstick.

This was ultimate trust given by her—to a group of men she didn’t know.

The power of that surged up to pick at the multitude of possibilities. She was at their mercy. Theirs to tempt and pleasure until she begged for relief…or more.

Wavy curls draped over her shoulders, the ends grazing the mounds of her breasts pushed high by the lilac bra. Her lean form curved at the hips and enticed his gaze down to the tiny silk panties, which shimmered softly in the low light.

He swallowed, pulse increasing when a tentative smile teased her lips. He sucked in a quiet breath, thoughts spinning.

There was something familiar about her. Too familiar.

Brie. That was the name Jacob had provided, and it was probably a scene name.

His eyes narrowed, doubts forming as logic kicked in. The odds were astronomical given the number of people populating the San Francisco Bay area.

Brie.

Like the cheese he detested but consumed when social situations dictated he should. Like the possible shortened name of the paralegal who worked with his law partner. Same brown hair. Same general height and build. Same nervous tap of her fingers in a run against her thumb that she failed to contain when presenting her case research.

Brighton Wakeford. Damn it.

Even if it was her, did it matter? She couldn’t see him.

But he could see all of her. Every small dip and freckle that dotted her pale skin. Like the mole at the edge of her collarbone. And the one on her hip, just above her panty line.

Were there more? Would he find them all?

One night of lust and sex. That was all he was there for.

And so was she.

Author Bio:

Lynda Aicher is an RWA RITA Award finalist and RT Reviewers' Choice winner who loves to write emotionally charged erotic romances. She spent years traveling weekly as a consultant implementing computer software into global companies until she opted to end her nomadic lifestyle to raise her two children. Now, her imagination is her only limitation on where she can go and her writing lets her escape from the daily duties of being a mom, wife, chauffeur, scheduler, cook, teacher, cleaner and mediator. If writing wasn't a priority, it wouldn't get done.

Blurb:Pleasure is business.
That’s our motto here at Hotel O.
No strings attached gratification is what we provide. Nothing is off limits.
And all of it stays within these walls.
My job as the organizer of these events requires a personal sacrifice.
Girlfriends are a liability I can’t afford.
So I get my own satisfaction somewhere else.
Online.
Anonymous.
Nothing beyond a one-night stand …
And I’ve found the perfect toy to play with.
A persistent, equally wicked girl that I can’t say no to.
The girl who’s going to make me risk it all.

Welcome to Hotel O … Enjoy your stay.

Author’s Note: Hotel O is complete and utter filthiness. Expect lots of debauchery … with multiple people. Please do not read if you’re easily offended or do not enjoy romances that explore the boundaries of depravity … Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Author Bio:
Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels. She is an avid reader and writer of swoony stories about dangerous men and feisty women. Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her two crazy but cute dogs, and her ninja cat that sometimes thinks he's a dog too. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, reading tons of books, and cooking her favorite meals.

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Synopsis:She’s no princess. He’s no prince. Then again, they never wanted a fairy tale.Legally Bound, Book 2Cassie Allbright takes no prisoners. A half Cuban ball-busting attorney, she’s too tough to admit what she wants in bed. But tough is the only way to cut it in her high-powered firm, and Cassie doesn’t need a knight in shining armor. And she definitely doesn’t need Patrick Dunham—an arrogant, chauvinistic man-whore with a knack for pissing her off.Bound to the helm of his family’s publishing house, Patrick is shackled to a life of power and wealth he never wanted. Seduction is his only distraction—his nights of pleasure always temporary, because happily-ever-afters are not for him. But while luring a woman into his bed has always come easy, the high-and-mighty Cassie has never succumbed to his charms.Their verbal sparring turns to foreplay, but instead of scratching an itch, it only whets their appetites. Patrick gives Cassie a taste of what she’s secretly craved, and Cassie’s dark desires stir up things Patrick never knew he wanted. Enchanted, he offers to fulfill her most dangerous fantasies. She agrees, with an iron-clad escape clause: her heart is off-limits, and so is his.Funny thing about hearts, though. They have a way of ignoring the fine print.Warning: This book isn’t for the faint of heart. Disclosure includes angry, vying-for-control hate sex and one steamy weekend in Miami. Ready? Break the caution tape and proceed.

Excerpt:
Cassie walked out onto the floor. The DJ had started playing a popular song with a Latin beat, one that reminded her of home and nights when everyone would spin around on the lawn until well after the sun went down. But she also needed to get up. To move. Do something to get her head on straight. Because after the way Patrick had gotten into her head, she needed to reclaim her footing, literally and figuratively.
They found space on the dance floor, and Cassie was thrown once again when Patrick drew her into a quick merengue. He clasped her hands, lifting their arms and spinning her around.
Goddamn it, he moved like a Cuban.
“When did you learn to dance like this?” she asked.
His expression went flat for a second before he shrugged. “Just something I picked up.”
He switched seamlessly to a salsa and for a second it was as if she’d never known the man in front of her. The feeling that he was a bit of a stranger, one who was surprisingly well-built and commanding, made her tingle with excitement and a touch of fear. Taking her hands and placing them on his shoulders, he effortlessly shifted her weight, encouraging her to move where he wanted her. Was this what submission felt like? She had to wonder, because she’d never felt so alive and yet controlled, so contained and so free at the same time.
She didn’t want submission, though. She wanted something much darker. Something anonymous and dangerous and forbidden.
Firmly wrapping one arm around her back, Patrick tipped her backward, then lifted her knee up until her inner thigh grazed his hip. They were nose to nose, their bodies pressed together and surrounded by pounding bass, lights and heat. The look on his face was so intense it took her breath away. It didn’t make sense. Patrick didn’t do repeat performances, so why was he trying so hard?
“What is it that you want, Patrick?”
Another split-second pause before he grinned and twirled her around. “I thought it was obvious. You.”
Cassie’s heart stopped for a beat or two. “Why?”
“Other than the fact that you’re the most beautiful woman here tonight? Or that I’ve been thinking about you all week?”
Had he? “Yes. Other than that.”
“You challenge me, Cassie. You test my mettle. And you piss me off, but I like it. I think you like it too.”
“What makes you think that?”
His eyes narrowed, his smirk explicit and mocking as his fingertips splayed out along her back, pulling her snugly against him. She could feel every inch of him.
Every. Single. Inch.
“I can read your little tells of attraction, Cassie. The way your mouth just opened a little, and how your body is pushing back against mine. I could tell you all the other ways it’s obvious you want me, but that would ruin the fun. So tell me—am I right?”
Jesus. What was he doing to her? She swallowed. “Yes.”
“I thought so. So, it’s simple for me too. I want to crack your code. Figure out your secrets. And be what you want tonight.”

Author Bio:
Rebecca Grace allen holds a Bachelor of Arts in English with a double concentration in Creative Writing and Literary Comparison as well as of Master of Science degree in Elementary Education, both of which seemed like good ideas at the time. After stumbling through careers in entertainment, publishing, law and teaching, she’s returned to her first love: writing. A self-admitted caffeine addict & gym rat, she currently lives in upstate New York with her husband, two parakeets, and a cat with a very unusual foot fetish.

Alexis flees from a horrific tragedy, but cross-country may not be far enough…

After witnessing the murder of her parents and brother, Alexis Moore leaves her hometown of Seattle and relocates to New York City. Hoping for a fresh start, she gets a job at the Harlow Talent Agency, and on her first day meets a stunningly attractive man—and her first client.

Aiden is instantly drawn to the sweet girl with the emerald eyes…

Aiden Steffan just happens to be the world’s top paid male model. His sexy image is plastered across magazines and television advertisements around the globe, but his fame and fortune do little to help with his own inner demons.

Sparks fly between Alexis and Aiden until they’re sent to a romantic island together…

Aiden tries to convince her that she’s different than the other girls he’s been linked to, but when they travel to a photo shoot in the Bahamas, things don’t go as planned. When they return to New York, Alexis is devastated and assumes their relationship is over. Little does she know

Aiden has his own problems—his ex-girlfriend, who is determined to ruin things between him and Alexis.

Alexis tries to put her broken heart back together, but before she can do that, a monster from her past resurfaces in New York. Frank, the man who murdered her family. He’s back, and he knows where Alexis is.

What will it take for Alexis and Aiden save each other, when their pasts refuse to let them Out of the Dark?

Alexis Moore moved twenty-eight hundred miles to escape the horrors of her past…

With her best friend Shannon by her side, Alexis finally feels like she is moving on with her life.

Then Shannon disappears without a trace, and Alexis knows in her gut that Frank—the man who

murdered her family—is involved. She wonders if the nightmare will ever be over.

Aiden found everything he ever wanted in Alexis…

Aiden Steffan is the highest paid male model in the world, and he knows it. After years of living

the playboy lifestyle and dealing with demons of his own—the result of the constant abuse he

endured as a child—he has found true love with Alexis. When an accidental injury sends her to

the hospital, Aiden finally tells Alexis how he feels.

While the search continues for Shannon, the man responsible turns up right under their noses…

Aiden learns that Frank is closer to them than they ever suspected. Before he can warn anyone,

Alexis is kidnapped and he’s left behind.

Will Alexis escape a madman’s clutches and find her way out of the dark and back to Aiden…or will she bury him too?

His past is ugly, but their future is beautiful…

In front of thousands of fans in Times Square, Aiden and Alexis pledge their love forever. Their life together will be charmed, with villas in Italy and penthouses in New York.

Alexis is the envy of every woman in the world.

But behind closed doors, Aiden struggles with the scars of abuse, a past so violent he’s afraid to open up…even to her.

Someone else knows his secret, however, and they can’t wait to see the couple’s perfect love—and Aiden’s illustrious career—in ashes.

Arlene is a single mother of three, lives in South Central Texas. Works at a manufacturing plant Monday thru Friday, but in the evening's and weekends let's her imagination go wild. She loves bringing characters to life through words. Had always wanted to write ever since she was young but kept putting it on the back burner. One day during a long drive with her son Erik, he asked her. What are you waiting for mom? Thank you for that push Erik.

I ate my vegetables, volunteered at the local autism centre and sat in the front pew of church every Sunday.

Then, I got cancer.

What the hell kind of reward was that for a boring life well lived?

I was a seventeen-year-old paradigm of virtue and I was tired of it.

So, when I finally ran into the man I'd been writing to since he saved my life as a little girl and he offered to show me the dark side of life before I left it for good, I said yes.

Only, I didn't know that Zeus Garro was the President of The Fallen MC and when you made a deal with a man who is worse than the devil, there was no going back...

This is Daddy Zeus Garro's story from Lessons In Corruption. A standalone in The Fallen Men Series.

Giana Darling is a Canadian romance writer who specializes in the taboo and angsty side of love and romance. She currently travels Europe with her best friend, an overstuffed suitcase and a mission to eat and drink as much French, Italian and Greek food as possible. While lounging on white beaches, drinking sangria on patios and sleeping in villas, she is hard at work on Cosima Lombardi’s dark romance, The Enslaved Duet, coming summer 2018!

Shane Vaughn loves her job as CEO of Omega Records except when it stalls out her love life. After surviving heartbreak at the hands of the all-consuming Jacob Andrews, she's demanding no-strings, uncomplicated liaisons from now on. A night of submission at the exclusive pleasure club, The Resort, sounds like the perfect solution. An anonymous arrangement with a masked Dom should be simple, right?

Not when the Dom is Gavin Mayne, Omega Records' Talent Director. Unbeknownst to her, his intentions are more than pleasure. Gavin plans to take her job, and sleeping with the enemy never felt so good.

But with the return of Jacob Andrews into her life, Shane is forced to decide which man to trust with her heart, and which one she should leave behind.

She pointed, making circles around his face. “When your jaw gets tight and your eyes get all angry.”

“I don’t have a thing, Shane.” She raised her eyebrows. He exhaled. “All I was going to say was maybe one more night together for good measure. A free pass. No decisions made until tomorrow.”

His eyes flared a green-glowing fire when he leaned on the sides of her stool, trapping her. The mood shifted. Playful, upset, then fucking sexy as hell.

“Nothing good would come out of that, and you know it.” She focused on the grooves along the hardwood floors. A tingling feeling in her gut spread like wildfire through her veins. Oh, God.

“You can’t tell me you aren’t the slightest bit interested.”

She remained paralyzed. “I…”

“Tell me,” he whispered. The energy seeping from his body made her stomach flip. The familiar demands from him never truly left her. Her body succumbed to his voice. It was torture to hold out, her courage to resist slipping. To revisit what they’d had—for one night—wouldn’t be a hardship on her libido.

She gazed into his eyes, a calm control centering her. “I am interested.” A sly smile appeared on his perfect face. “But I set the rules this time. I want it hard, and I want it deep. Tomorrow, we go back to how we are, decisions unmade. No expectations, no strings. Agreed?”

Nicky F. Grant is a romance novelist with a passion for power. She immerses her readers in stories filled with strong, complex, and sexually vibrant female characters, all of whom are on a quest to unlock their fantasies and realize their fullest potential.

As a writer, Nicky imbues each of her stories with equal parts love and lust, which she believes are among the strongest emotions we can experience. By immersing her readers into worlds of power and erotic passion, she invites them to explore their own unspoken desires. Her hope is that her stories embolden her readers to realize their fullest potential - be it in the boardroom, the bedroom, or anywhere in between.

Nicky makes her home in Pittsburgh, PA with her loving husband and ever-growing collection of music and books.